If dogs swore – Sunday 14th June 2026

If dogs swore

If dogs swore then today’s diary would be filled with as many expletives as I could think of. I’m back in my crate.

When I came off crate rest I didn’t go wild. Unfortunately I fell over twice, which wasn’t the best start. Don’t ask me why that happened as I just don’t know. Then I found my feet. I went outside with Mum, but only pottered in the garden. I did go up and down a couple of steps. When I came in, I climbed onto the settee but did that as carefully as possible. Mum tried to say I wasn’t to do that, but I didn’t listen. When I went to bed, I seemed ok. It was lovely to sleep in a comfy dog bed close to Mum.

The problem came when I got up yesterday morning. I don’t know what had happened, but I couldn’t put my back right leg to the floor without pain. It wasn’t the screaming pain of a couple of weeks ago, but bad enough for me to walk away from my breakfast.

Back to the crate

Mum immediately gave me my pain killers and put me back onto crate rest and lead walks. I was in enough discomfort not to object. She has emailed my vet for advice. But it’s not looking good. It will probably mean we try increasing my painkillers. One thing is certain, Mum isn’t going to be rebooking my hydrotherapy just yet, which is a shame. What Mum has said is that we will do a week of crate rest, but then try an ‘in-between’ arrangement. I won’t be on crate rest, but I will be restricted to a few areas which won’t allow me to climb on the settee or use any stairs. Who knows if that will help or not.

Love and licks

Wilma

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